“Where did Emmerson take her?” Liam roared as he smashed his fist into Jacobs’ already bloodied and bruised face.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Jacobs said for the third time after spitting blood onto Liam’s living room floor.
“I’ll f*****g kill you!” Greg yelled, fighting against Dean and Connor to get to the Medial. “Where is she?”
Charlotte’s brother had been on the warpath since he’d arrived at Liam’s apartment and Liam was pretty sure Jacobs would actually have been dead by then if Greg had had anything to do with it.
“Like I said,” Jacobs said through a clenched jaw. “I don’t know.”
“This is a waste of time,” Kennedy snapped.
“He’s not going to talk,” Marcus agreed.
“I’ll make him talk,” Greg seethed, shoving Dean and Connor to the side and storming towards t
